Some of you may know
that I have a standing rule when it comes to movies that are based on video
games. It’s like giving a monkey a hand gun, it could end very good, or with
everyone dead. Max Payne, Doom, Prince of Persia fall into the latter group
making me wish someone had given a monkey a hand gun. Now enter Warcraft the
movie. The hype for this movie was right up there with the return of Christ, in
and out of game. Azeroth Choppers, movie posters, books, you name it was filled
with by the marketing team, like a small boy at Catholic school. But here comes
the shocker, it was actually good. I know it’s weird.
I feel I should
mention the easter eggs in the film, like the should of the gnolls in Elwynn
Forest, or how the Lion’s Pride Inn in Goldshire was exactly the same as in the
game. These things just added a little something extra. It just showed that
Jones might have actually played the game, which is something that can’t be
said for most directors of video game movies adaptions. The movie did not live up to my expectation,
having played all the games and read the books. I understand that the movie
can’t actually do everything in the book, like make Khadgar old after he fought
Medivh, or have Garona have a ride on Medivh’s broomstick…actually they could
of done that….mmmmhhhhh. Okay so let it be known that I will bash the shit out
of the movie for not sticking to the lore, but in terms of establishing itself
as its own separate spin off, it works. I watched the movie with some guild
mates one of which rivals me in the knowledge of all things Warcraft, and the
others being about in touch with lore as a brick. So the two balanced each
other out like a fat kid on one side of the see-saw and 10 smaller children on
the other. And everyone walked out
content, like downing Hellscream on heroic, which oddly makes my point. For those
who don’t know the lore, it roped them in and bond them to the beginning of the
conflict the they pay hundreds every year to fight for, if only other armies
could pull that off. And for those who can tell you what exactly what Anduin Lothar
had for breakfast the day he picked up a sword for the first time, they can
fuck right off because if you know that you are a freak with way too much time
on your hands. But for those of us in the middle, it brought in enough of the
lore to keep us happy, but left out enough that we could call for the head of
Duncan Jones, and make it into some sort of achievement or feat of strength.
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